Chapter 70: The Beginning of Trade

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He didn't even bother to give a sneer, and turned back to the bartender and said, "Frank, get these guys crazier than me out." ā€

The bartender heard the sound and reached for Luca's collar with his right hand. Ollie was about to draw her sword when Lukka turned around and stopped her with his eyes.

"Be polite, you're in the service industry after all, aren't you?" said Luca as he stood up, dodging the bartender's big hand, and instead reached out and patted him on the shoulder affectionately, as if muttering something in his mouth.

The bartender didn't appreciate it: "You don't have to be close to me, if you want to be polite, go out by yourself, I don't want to do it!"

As he spoke, he spread his hands and drove Luca and the others straight out.

"Mr. Emmonson, we're leaving. Lukka didn't move under his feet, but shouted at Leon.

"What's the use of you calling him, didn't you hear that he asked me to drive people away?" said the bartender, and couldn't help but glance back, only to suddenly realize that Leon's state was completely abnormal.

The former explorer sat in his chair, dumbfounded, his eyes fixed on the bartender's face. A few seconds later, before the bartender could react, he stood up violently, pinched the flesh on his cheek with his hand, and slapped him several times.

Frank, the bartender, had a pain on his face, and his mind was spinning very quickly: "You don't want to go with them, do you? I can't afford this, besides, where can you run? Even if you wear makeup, you can't draw any tricks on your face, and the port officer will recognize you at a glance!"

Leon was still staring at his face, but the words in his mouth were to Luca, "How did you do that?"

Lukka took advantage of the situation to sit down in his chair again, and slowly spat out two words: "Magic." ā€

"I don't care if you're magic or sorcery, it looks like it works!" Leon finally smiled.

"Hey, what the hell are you talking about?" said the bartender Frank, bewildered, as he spun back and forth around the table. He couldn't let Leon go, nor did he dare to hurt him, who knew when those high-ranking officials of the alliance would think of this mascot again?

"Go look in the mirror. Luca was dizzy by him and showed him a clear path.

The bartender rushed to the mirror behind the bar, and was so frightened by a face that didn't belong to him at all that he couldn't say a word. A minute later, recovering from his shock, he reached under the bar and grabbed a stick, turned and rushed to the table.

In the short seconds of facing the bartender's violent threat, Lukka actually made a difficult choice: grease technique, weight loss technique, hail technique, summoning and summoning mist?

"Bell!"

A crisp voice echoed through the empty bar hall, and Ollie held a tin kettle in one hand, the bartender at his feet motionless.

"I can't die, I'm dizzy for an hour and twenty minutes. Ollie said as she put the kettle back into the distance, ignoring the large dent in the jug.

"So precisely, why do you guys stun everyone so easily......" Lukka was frustrated.

"This one has a trick up his sleeve, ......you see," Daniel began to explain, holding up his scepter.

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"Hey, do you want me to go to work?!" Leon looked at the men in front of him: the one who tied people up and dragged them to the back kitchen, the one who taught them the tricks of stuffy, the one who studied modestly, the one who stole food from the back kitchen, and the one who looked like he was asleep by the window.

"Oh yes, get down to business, let's get down to business. Lukka hurried back and sat down facing Leon, "Let's get the situation clear, Mr. Emmondson......"

His words were interrupted by Leon: "Call me Leon, your title reminds me of the days when I was a mascot." ā€

Lukka nodded, "Okay, we have a merchant ship now, and we need an experienced captain to help run it." I know your dream is to go on an expedition, but we can't afford that kind of professional expedition boat right now. But I can assure you that we will definitely support you on your new voyage as soon as you have the opportunity!"

What he said was really not a lie, if he wanted to say that he wanted to set sail and explore the unknown world, what kind of dream would not have had? It's just that there are too many people who have really put this dream into reality and succeeded.

Therefore, Luca really admires Leon from the bottom of his heart, but he really can't afford it now.

Leon laughed: "I didn't have much hope for the expedition. It's better to get on the boat than to get drunk in this stinking bar. ā€

"All the trade matters of our merchant ships are taken care of by you. As for the profit, you can take twenty percent. "Luka's price is not low, after all, he is fully funded, even if he only pays Leon a fixed salary, it is not a bargain.

"No problem, I accept. "Although he has been away from the maritime trade for more than a decade, Leon still has a keen judgment of price.

"Of the remaining eighty percent, thirty percent of them are asked to exchange them for gems and send them to the mail warehouse in Huifan Harbor by Sunset Express, where I will pick them up regularly, and the other thirty percent will be settled in silver coins and sent over. Lukka continued, he only needed gems, but the crew's pink was still for silver coins.

"Jewels, okay, I can do that. Although Leon had some questions, he didn't open his mouth to ask, thinking that who didn't have a quirk.

"The remaining 20%, please help me save it as an extension fee. It would be great if we could grow from one merchant ship to one fleet!" Lukka felt as if he had seen a giant caravan.

"Sounds good, is there anything else?" Leon accepted Luka's terms.

"There is one more request: I will follow it on a merchant ship. The idea came to Luca's head out of nowhere, and he and Ollie hadn't discussed it beforehand.

Sure enough, Ollie was the first to stand up: "What are you going to do?"

In fact, this requirement is not excessive, that is, those shore merchants who never go to sea, when investing in merchant ships, they will generally send one or two people to supervise the ship. After all, his money is running at sea, and it is normal for people to pay attention to it, but Luca has to go on board in person as an investor, which is somewhat beyond Leon's expectations.

"I'll learn from it, you think, Uncle Leon is only helping with our merchant ships for a while, and I'll have to continue his expedition in the future, and I'll have to take it then?" replied Luca.

"Are you so sure I can continue the expedition?" Leon himself was hopeful.

"Of course, the world behind the Boiling Sea in the east is much more interesting than the Endless Sea in the west. Say, there's elves or something!" Lukka said, frowning.

"No kidding, when I'm a three-year-old who believes in fairy tales?" Leon shook his head. The existence of those alien races, except for the "freak club" that Luca went to, in the Sunset Islands, only the nobles or pirate leaders who secretly traded slaves knew about it, and for ordinary people, they only existed in fairy tales.

"Nora, take off the hood. Lukka said, removing the fire elf's disguise.